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PART I - IN THE SHADOW OF DEATH
CHAPTER 2 - I MEET THE RAT

wife, she wants me to be strong and-wait, that's my little daughter playing with her dog. I can even hear her laughter. Then new images came crowding into my memory, all showing on the walls of the cell like movies on a screen. All this was somewhat terrifying. I really felt as if I was in a crypt, being buried alive. The sinister guards with their whispering, the silent cellar with the haunting shadows of past crimes filled me with terror. "Here one wants to speak up." I remembered the words of the Rat. That's it. Apparently nerves give out very fast, but I must hold on. The real battle will start now. Before I realized it the day was over, and a gruff voice informed me it was bedtime. I lay down, but had slept only a few hours when I was shaken awake once more and taken upstairs. Once again I was face to face with the Rat. I could see he was better rested than I.
" Well, Kovago, I must say you look somewhat worn out," he commented. "Why don't you get some sleep? This way you won't be able to hold your own in the duel. Your wits won't be much help to you, Kovago. What's the use of polishing your keen intelligence? You must be the loser. Try to get some sleep."
" Yes indeed, how right Aristotle was-eight hours work, eight hours sleep, eight hours amusement," I interrupted.
" In this place one only gets one of those eight-hour programs," I heard myself saying.
" Which one?" the Rat inquired.
" The amusement," I answered, and tried to assume a composed look and a friendly smile. The Rat smiled too. I knew now that he liked it when I joked.
" Now sit down, please. I don't want to see you tire yourself. But then we have other means: standing erect for days, no food whatsoever, then the beatings. Some of our comrades are real experts in this art."
I felt my stomach turn over with fear and disgust but did not show any emotion.
The Rat changed his tone and started to talk to me in a

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